No Jellybeans On Easter.
I couldn't find our Easter baskets. They're either in the garage, buried under a pile of boxes and probably all dusty and spidery, or they're up in the attic, all dusty and spidery. So I put the candy in the plastic tubs I had made into bongos last year for our "Camp Kerouac" tent at Old Settler's, and hid those. One daughter is still looking for her basket. It's not that hard to find, but there is a certain cabinet that lifts up, that I bet she never notices, and it hasn't occurred to her yet to look there. It was genius for me to hide the basket there. The first place you'd look is a cabinet or a door, unless it's a cabinet or door that is below your radar.
Going to attempt to make mashed potatoes. I haven't done this much in my life, so I'm trying to keep expectations low. I am going to use the Pioneer Woman recipe that uses cream cheese and half and half. Lordy!
Am also making a turkey breast. And gravy. Again with the gravy, I'm going to shoot for amazing, but am hoping for adequate.
We dyed eggs last night. The Paas tablets were much tinier than usual. What's up with that? Do they have the technology now to squeeze just as much dye power into a smaller tablet? Or is this another case of product shrinkage?
Update: Daughter has found the basket. And she tells me that she did see the cabinet, and that was one of the first places she looked, but she couldn't figure out how to open it. (It just lifts up.) So I guess I'm not such a genius after all.
This daughter is asking, "Where are the jelly beans? There are no jelly beans!"
Okay, I debated while I was in Walgreen's. Did they really even like the jelly beans? Didn't they just swim around at the bottom of their baskets last year, ignored and forgotten? So this time I passed on the jelly beans. Big mistake.
"I love the jelly beans," Lilah said. "I ate all my jelly beans last year. " Oh. Maybe it was Annabelle who ignored all her jelly beans.
"Here's a tip for next year," Lilah said. "Don't get these." It's the Cadbury eggs she's talking about. The cream-filled ones.
"I thought you loved those! I thought you'd be upset if you didn't get any!"
"No," she said. "They're nasty."
Going to attempt to make mashed potatoes. I haven't done this much in my life, so I'm trying to keep expectations low. I am going to use the Pioneer Woman recipe that uses cream cheese and half and half. Lordy!
Am also making a turkey breast. And gravy. Again with the gravy, I'm going to shoot for amazing, but am hoping for adequate.
We dyed eggs last night. The Paas tablets were much tinier than usual. What's up with that? Do they have the technology now to squeeze just as much dye power into a smaller tablet? Or is this another case of product shrinkage?
Update: Daughter has found the basket. And she tells me that she did see the cabinet, and that was one of the first places she looked, but she couldn't figure out how to open it. (It just lifts up.) So I guess I'm not such a genius after all.
This daughter is asking, "Where are the jelly beans? There are no jelly beans!"
Okay, I debated while I was in Walgreen's. Did they really even like the jelly beans? Didn't they just swim around at the bottom of their baskets last year, ignored and forgotten? So this time I passed on the jelly beans. Big mistake.
"I love the jelly beans," Lilah said. "I ate all my jelly beans last year. " Oh. Maybe it was Annabelle who ignored all her jelly beans.
"Here's a tip for next year," Lilah said. "Don't get these." It's the Cadbury eggs she's talking about. The cream-filled ones.
"I thought you loved those! I thought you'd be upset if you didn't get any!"
"No," she said. "They're nasty."
daughters....gotta love 'em. my two expected easter baskets in to their 20's, for pete's sake! i finally had to end that bit of tradition. good luck with the mashed taters. pioneer woman recipes are great, and i expect your mashed potatoes will be wonderful.
ReplyDeleteJelly beans aren't just for Easter. I love them, anytime. (except the white ones)
ReplyDeleteI can only eat them when I am outside because I like to eat the candy coating off each one then spit that eraser thingie out...discreetly, of course.
H.B.
H.B. --You spit the eraser thingie out. Too funny. Sounds like what I used to do with the mini candy bars they used to have here at work. I tried to just eat the chocolate coating and throw out the nougat. Convincing myeslf I was hardly getting any calories at all that way.
ReplyDeleteHave analyzed this "bean of Jelly," and Simone Unit it is not jelly!!! The human units and hide food eggs too. Is this teachable young units to look for food? When there are many foods at the grocery store?
ReplyDeleteOuter Space Alien,
ReplyDeleteWe hide eggs not to teach our young units how to find food, but to prepare them for our dog-eat-dog world. The kid with the biggest basket and the most eggs wins. This is a lesson we try to impart to them early and often. The egg hunt is quite effective, as it reliably creates feelings of disappointment and inferiority in the weaker and slower kids.
You are right about the jelly beans. Please note also that they are not true beans and cannot be planted.
Recommend healthful fibro-laxito nodules for more following Easters. I am on sale for them now!
ReplyDeleteFibro-laxito nodules!!!! And you think people will PAY you for them???
ReplyDeleteWhy they would not? Is big nature clean out for intestinal avenues.
ReplyDeleteIntestinal avenues! Outer Space Alien, you're cute when you try to talk human. I'm going to find a way to use that.
ReplyDeleteHence, spitage of the eraser thingy.
ReplyDeleteH.B.